JAIRAJ SINGH THAKUR x INAYAT ALI KHAN Book 3 of 'Thakurs series' 🔥 Amidst the communal chaos going on in our state, my alliance was fixed with a man who was no less than a monster for me. Our fathers fixed this marriage to preach peace, but no one asked me about my dreams, my choices and most importantly, my consent. •°•°•°•°•°•°•°•°•°• Read the journey of two opposite poles falling for each other. Jairaj Singh Thakur - a ruthless, heartless and shameless Mafia prince Inayat Ali Khan - an intelligent, beautiful and secretive Mafia princess. Will they be able to break the boundaries of religion to become one?

After a fierce battle, he claimed my kingdom-and my fate. I am bound by duty to my people, but it is a duty that demands the greatest sacrifice. To save my kingdom, I must marry the man who conquered it. One bound by the crown, the other by my heart. When the king of Suryagarh attacked our kingdom, he did not just conquer our lands-he shattered countless lives. Thousands of widows, children left without fathers, and girls who were only beginning to understand the world. The loss was beyond words. And yet, to save them, I had no choice but to throw myself into the flames of my own sacrifice. I sent the king a marriage proposal through my father. My father was always against it and he must have hidden the truth about me from him. I don't know what he said, but I couldn't back down. I couldn't let my people suffer more. They needed me. Sitting before the holy fire, ready to take vows with my husband, not as a wife but as a mistress, I was shedding silent tears beneath my veil-not because of the sacrifice but because of the price I will pay for it. It all began with his words: "I always loved you. It was always you, never someone else." But the reality was different: "So you were always a manwhore?" "Yes, and you are my whore." And it ends with: "You promised to stay with me during this time. I am still waiting for you. Please... do not let me down." This is a story of a time when women were nothing but objects to be used and discarded, tied down to the bed by the chains of society and sweet taste. But the queen made sure none of them were deprived of their rights. Her legacy was one of hope, as she become the first queen to free courtesans from the shackles of slavery, granting them the freedom they deserve. She married the powerful king of Hind to save her kingdom, but in doing so, she never expected he would become the very reason to turn her life upside down. Mature content included!

It was Gulaal's first day after marriage. After completing her Teej fast and rituals, she entered her husband's room-only to see her husband with another woman. CM Rana Sarvagya Singh Shekhawat was on the bed, holding his girlfriend in his arms. The sight shocked Gulaal so much that the puja thali slipped from her hands. Hearing the noise, Sarvagya and his girlfriend turned to look at her. "You-you are the same girl whom Sarvagya bought for himself?" His Girlfriend Damisha, staring at Gulaal's frightened face, continued mockingly, "Why, does it hurt to see another woman in your husband's arms? Actually, this Rana-sa isn't really a husband at all..." Hearing her, Gulaal's anger flared. Looking straight at her husband, she said bitterly: "I don't even consider a man who goes around sleeping here and there as a man. Such a person is called a dog." Saying this, she walked away to her own room where the servants also lived. She went to remove her jewelry at the table-when suddenly, she realized someone had closed the door behind her. Before she could even turn around, someone grabbed her by the waist and pressed their lips hard against hers.

On her wedding day, Evelyn's perfect world crumbled in an instant when a woman walked in, took the microphone, and made a toast. But it wasn't a heartfelt speech about love, no, it was a dark confession. "I'm pregnant with your child," the woman said, looking directly at Evelyn's husband, Caleb Prescott. In that moment, everything Evelyn thought she knew about her marriage shattered. The man she thought would always be hers, was the father of another child?

SIYA, a 20-year-old 1st-year MBBS student, is a sweet, innocent, and kind of cheerful girl. our hero 27 year old,YUVRAJ RANAWAT, the big shot CEO of Ranawat Enterprises, is a cold,ruthless,arrogant, incredibly wealthy man. ---------------------------------- Siya's breath hitched as Yuvraj closed the distance between them, his gaze dark and unyielding. He trapped her against the wall, his body inches from hers, the heat radiating between them almost unbearable. His hand moved to her waist, gripping her firmly, sending a rush of adrenaline through her veins. "You're playing a dangerous game, Siya," he growled, his lips hovering just above her ear. He leaned in even closer, his mouth almost brushing against hers. "You think you can handle this, handle me?" "I can be your worst nightmare or your most dangerous desire. The choice is yours." ----------------------------- They're cousins who got separated in their childhood due to some unkown event. As they reunite after many year they must navigate their complex past and challenges that come with their reunion.Let's see what unfolds in their lives, how they reconnect. Get ready for a rollercoaster of emotions and twists in their story! 🌟 ------------------------------------------------ If you call me "bhai" again i'll make sure you won't be able to walk whole fucking day.....clear siya ----------------------------------------------- "She doesn't even know it yet, but I'm going to have her on that bed, completely at my mercy. Her screams will be my symphony, and I'll savor every moment of her terror." ---------------------------------------------- Will their reunion bring joy or chaos? Let's see how their story unfolds!

"𝙃𝙚 𝙬𝙖𝙨 𝙮𝙤𝙪𝙧 𝙛𝙞𝙧𝙨𝙩 𝙝𝙪𝙨𝙗𝙖𝙣𝙙, 𝙄 𝙞𝙣𝙩𝙚𝙣𝙙 𝙩𝙤 𝙗𝙚 𝙮𝙤𝙪𝙧 𝙡𝙖𝙨𝙩." My hand stilled on his chest as my eyes met his. The bandage was forgotten on my hands. "𝙄 𝙬𝙖𝙣𝙩 𝙩𝙤 𝙗𝙚 𝙖 𝙢𝙖𝙣 𝙛𝙤𝙧 𝙮𝙤𝙪, 𝙖𝙢𝙤𝙧𝙚. 𝙄'𝙙 𝙩𝙖𝙠𝙚 𝙝𝙪𝙣𝙙𝙧𝙚𝙙𝙨 𝙤𝙛 𝙗𝙪𝙡𝙡𝙚𝙩𝙨 𝙨𝙝𝙤𝙩 𝙞𝙣 𝙢𝙮 𝙬𝙖𝙮 𝙛𝙤𝙧 𝙮𝙤𝙪, 𝙩𝙝𝙚𝙨𝙚 𝙩𝙬𝙤 𝙖𝙧𝙚 𝙣𝙤𝙩𝙝𝙞𝙣𝙜." My breath-hitched in a way I couldn't think of anything else. Except him. "𝙄 𝙬𝙤𝙣'𝙩 𝙢𝙞𝙣𝙙 𝙞𝙛 𝙮𝙤𝙪 𝙨𝙝𝙤𝙤𝙩 𝙢𝙚. 𝘼𝙩 𝙡𝙚𝙖𝙨𝙩 𝙡𝙚𝙩 𝙢𝙚 𝙙𝙞𝙚 𝙞𝙣 𝙮𝙤𝙪𝙧 𝙖𝙧𝙢-" His words went off as I placed my palm on his mouth and averted my tear filled gaze from his. A moment later, his hand reached out to touch my chin as he gently tilted my head back-to meet the grey eyes of his. I felt the softness of his thumb on my cheeks as he wiped my falling tears. _ Adrik Vasiliev, an Italian Mafia, whose life takes an unexpected turn when he had to come to India to hide from Italian police after a betrayal. _ She was caged, He unknowingly brought her freedom. She was sensitive, He never raised his voice at her. She had dreams, He made sure all of them came true. _ No forced proximity. Proud wife moments. Encouraging and supportive ML He falls first ✨ and harder _ TROPES Slow burn. Mafia romance. Morally grey Male lead (till the end of the book) Desi x videshi Italian x Indian Two SIDED YEARNING Only daughter x Eldest son On his knees for her. Comedy [Rom-com] Revenge Love without expectation 𝐁𝐨𝐨𝐤 𝐑𝐚𝐭𝐞𝐝 𝟏𝟖+ | 𝐌𝐀𝐅𝐈𝐀 𝐑𝐎𝐌𝐀𝐍𝐂𝐄 𝐓𝐇𝐑𝐈𝐋𝐋𝐄𝐑

Tejendra~~~~~ Loving Drishti was my only truth. Marriage was never supposed to change that. I was forced into this. Forced to take vows with a woman who meant nothing to me. Nayantara was a mistake written in my blood, a punishment I didn't deserve. A wife in name, nothing more. She should have been easy to ignore. Obedient, quiet, everything a perfect wife should be. But she wouldn't stay in the shadows where she belonged. She pushed, she defied, she dared to make me see her. And I hate her for it. Because every time she stands her ground, I falter. Every time she looks at me with those damn unshaken eyes, I forget. Forget that my heart isn't hers to claim. Forget that I was never supposed to want her. But I do. My punishment. My addiction. My downfall. Nayantara~~~~~ I was never meant to love my husband. Not when his heart was never mine to hold. Not when every word he speaks, every glance he gives, is filled with a love that belongs to another woman. I tried. I played the part, whispered the prayers, carried the weight of a marriage that was doomed from the start. But what's the point? A man like Tejendra Pratap will never love me, and I no longer care if he does. I won't beg. I won't wait. I won't waste another second wondering if I'll ever be enough for him. Let him stare. Let him burn. Let him hate the way I no longer flinch under his gaze. My cage. My lesson. My husband.

Book 2 : Modern monarch AU Aditri, the beloved princess of Vijaynagar, has always belonged to Aryamaan Singh Ranawat, the second prince of Aryavrat. She has loved him her whole life, dreaming of the day they would be together. But after stepping into his world as his bride, she discovers that nothing is as it seemed. Promises shatter, illusions crumble . She was promised to him but turns out he was promised to someone else . How will Aditri win him back or she will give up once she found out the truth ?

She came to Devgarh broken, carrying silence where her voice should have been. He was the Sarpanch-feared, distant, and a man who never crossed his own lines. What begins as protection slowly turns into something neither of them names... until care becomes habit, presence becomes comfort, and love grows quietly between them. This is not a story of saving. It is a story of choosing-again and again. A love built on respect, restraint, and the courage to stay. ~~~ 𝐓𝐑𝐎𝐏𝐄𝐒: Soft Romance Dark Themes Set in the 1980s Age Gap (25 × 30) Rural Royalty Rescuer Hero × Survivor Heroine Protective & Possessive (Healthy) Powerful Man × Quiet Strength Devotee Hero × Devotee Heroine Slow Burn Romance Found Family Feminine Power Rising Courtroom Justice Arc

This story is set in late 1980s- early 1990s in rural area. The marriage is formed due to unseen circumstances when the bride's groom didn't arrive and for justice, a man was commanded to marry her. The woman has heard the truth of other marriages but still dreams of a good husband and the man is calm person who is obedient son but nothing really mattered to him. How will their marriage go? This is a prequel to Mera Rangsaaz (Veer's story) and can be read as standalone. ☆Warning :This story contains mature themes. It is completely fictional and based upon my imagination. I do not promote anything written inside it, it's just for the sake of entertainment. Readers discretion is advised.